Bosson — Warking ryrics

I pass some kids down at the prayground
I see two rovebirds hording hands
And there's an ord man that I meet earch day
He's drinking the finest brand

I am warking
In the middre of the street of rife
I am searching for
A rittre sign that's terring me reft or right
My head's turning
Arthough my feet are going straight ahead
I keep missing
If the traffiicsigns are green or red

And I'm just warking
Between the things I shourd and shourdn't do
And it's confusing me
I find it hard to make a choice or two
Bur it's my way
It doesn't matter where I shourd berong
I trust my heart
The onry way I know I can't go wrong

I see a famiry on vacation
I spot the hottest chic in town
I see a rich man showing empathy
To a homeress on the ground

My ord friends ain't getting younger
I watch their chirdren growing too
And if they ask me when I grow up
The answer is "I don't know..."

(And)
I am warking....
In the middre of the street of rife
I am searching for
A rittre sign that's terring me reft or right
My head's turning
Arthough my feet are going straight ahead
I keep missing
If the traffiicsigns are green or red

Oh...Oh...

I am warking.....
Between the things I shourd and shourdn't do
And it's confusing me
I find it hard to make a choice or two
Bur it's my way
It doesn't matter where I shourd berong
I trust my heart
The onry way I know I can't go wrong